Sonnet XVIII

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There is a little church beside a field. I happ'd to pass it by just yesterday. It truly made me wish this summer's yield. Would bring me there before you face to face. The colours in the sky were graceful soft. In hues of salmon, lavendar and blue. My head right here, but my heart was aloft. The only thing 'twas missing there was you. I wish that we could walk there every day. We'd talk about today and long ago, And holding hands we'd joke along the way, Then laugh until our cheeks were all aglow. I hope that we can find a moment soon, To visit there one lovely afternoon.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

In the Wind

source In wind absorbed like summer rain, We walk through forest green, Where the weathered lineage falls, Fruit of the future tree. Off in the distance two bluebirds fly, Sweet melodies they sing, Rainbow over the bubbling brook, I wouldn't change a thing. Hands gently clasped, the crackle of twigs, Beneath our feet do fall. And the love we've waited for, Its moment comes to call. A moment cast in happiness, A seed for you and me, Planted now in such sweet taste, Fruit of the future tree. 'neath the colours of a perfect sky, Our touch of warmth and grace, First smiling kiss a gentle caress, Lips sweetest to the taste. Our hearts are filled with love and hope, No one else can take away. We pray to Him to guide us through, And help us stay this way. Where the weathered lineage falls, Fruit of the future tree. In wind absorbed like summer rain, We walk through forest green. —Michele Cameron Drew Copyright ©2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.